Daddy's Not Done Yet

Part 1

I know I should not be doing this. If he finds out I am going to be in so much trouble, but he hasn't touched me in days, and I am frustrated.

              I go walking through the house looking to make sure no one is home. I know Amber is out with Chris. Tristan and Emily went shopping. Bryan and Tyler were out skateboarding, or so I thought.

              Making it all the way through the house and don't see anyone. I head back to my room, which I share with Tyler. I strip my clothes off, pulled my favorite vibrator out of the top drawer of the dresser, and get on the bed.

              Getting into position on the bed is natural to me now. Tyler has me start in this position every time we fuck. I turn the vibrator on the lowest setting to start. I picture him in my head. How he would touch me. The feeling of his fingers caressing my skin, and the fire like sensation they would leave in their wake. His lips as he trails kisses from my ear all the way down to my toes. The farther into my memories of the last time we had sex I go, the faster the speed setting on the vibrator goes up. I was on the edge about to cum when I heard something, I froze. I didn't realize until it was too late that it was Tyler and Bryan coming in the house.

I was not quick enough.

"Sam, sweetheart, we are home."

When I didn't answer, he called out again. This time right outside the damn door.

Fuck! I thought. I don't have time to hide. Shit! I am in so much trouble.

"Babygirl? Are you home?"

As he walks in the door, he sees me trying to hide something.

"What in the hell are you doing?" He asked.

When I didn't answer, he walked over to me. Stands with his body pressed against my left side.

"I asked you a damn question. When I ask you a question, you fucking answer me. Do you understand?

"Yes, Sir." I say in a small quiet voice.

"Good. Now what in the hell were you doing?"

I still didn't answer.

"If you don't answer me you little slut, your punishment is going to be so much worse."

Knowing I was already in trouble, I responded the best way I knew how.

"I was pleasuring myself. You have not touched me in days. I needed release."

"So, you were touching what's mine?"

"Yes"

"Yes, what?"

"Yes, Daddy. I was."

"I have told you, if you want to touch what's mine you need to ask first."

"I did. Before you left."

"And what did I say?

"No."

"Well since you disobeyed me, what I had planned for you tonight isn't going to happen."

"Yes, daddy. I understand."

I went to go put clothes on, but he stopped me.

"I didn't tell you to go get dressed. Get your ass back on that damn bed."

I did as I was told. I was in enough trouble as it is. Tyler walked into the closet. He kept the rope in there. He brought the ropes out and started tying them to the anchors that are on the bed frame. Once the ropes were secure to the bed frame her started tying my hands down. When I tell you, he is amazing at tying me up, I mean it. He makes it to where I can't get out of them, but it doesn't hurt unless I start pulling.